{VIDEO POST}

[bentflame]

[Azula's sitting out on the hotel suite's balcony, enjoying the night air and looking contemplative]

[she's fingering a necklace-- a simple gold chain-- that some might recognize as one that she always wears under her clothing, and in her hand is a hand-held tape recorder]

[she presses the "play" button, and her own tinny-sounding voice comes out of the little speakers:]

Say something.

hotpinkaura follows:]

"Okay... hi, little machine thing. ... Okay, that just sounded stupid. Is that enough, Azula?"

[Azula rewinds; she plays the recording a few more times before setting the device down and staring off into the night]

Comments

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

Don't you have some friends that are better than others?

[hands4healing.livejournal.com]

[Considers. Seriously.]

I have friends who are different from each other. Some of them don't get along with the others. Some of them I've known a lot longer and I know we'll always be friends. So I guess I'm better friends with them.

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

I knew Ty Lee longer than any of my friends now.

[hands4healing.livejournal.com]

Are you still friends with her?

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

She's gone.

[hands4healing.livejournal.com]

...gone? [soft catch to her voice.]

Gone, how?

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

Disappeared. Dead. The community stole her.

[hands4healing.livejournal.com]

...Dead? [Comes out a harsh whisper.]

She left you...?

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

That's what I said, didn't I?

[hands4healing.livejournal.com]

I...I have to go. I'm s-sorry.

[Link goes dead.]

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

[and she's like "WAT"]